Naruto: If I ask you to kill Sasuke, you will become a succubus?

Gaara and Neji's appearance attracted a lot of attention at the fireworks display.

I proudly held onto Togen and said, "I told you, Gaara and Neji are pretty good looking!"

But Neji was not used to this feeling.

He saw a stall selling masks on the street, so he took off a Tengu mask and put it on his face.

Gaara was also not used to the hot looks that the girls gave him when they passed by, so he took off a Hannya mask and put it on his face.

I said with some regret: "The book says that the appearance of subordinates is the glory of the leader. Now my glory is blocked."

Neji tapped my head gently and said, "Read some normal books."

Hearing this, Gaara held the mask and seemed to hesitate whether to take it off.

Seeing this, I quickly said, "I was just joking. If Gaara feels more comfortable wearing a mask, then just wear the mask!"

This is a rare time of the year when I can put aside all the tasks and chores and relax. I held Tone's hand with one hand and Gaara's arm with the other. Neji followed behind us like our patriarch.

As the fireworks bloomed above our heads, many images flashed through my mind -

Watching fireflies in the woods with Shino;

A warm hug with Shikamaru, Ino, Naruto and the others;

The fairy wand that burned with Sasuke in the dream;

At the seaside of the Land of Waves, chasing the fading light in the sea with Shiro...

I wonder who they are with at this moment. Are they also thinking of my memories? Are they also looking up and looking at the same sky as me?

……

On the first and second days, I wore the yellow yukata, and Deidara was very happy because he thought the color of the clothes was very similar to his hair color.

What made me a little disappointed was that he didn't prepare a yukata for the fireworks display and came to the appointment in just casual clothes.

However, after knowing that he just didn't have the awareness to dress up and didn't care about going out with me, I was not unhappy.

What made me unhappy was that Deidara looked at the beautiful fireworks and actually said, "Humph, that's all."

But he added, "You like this? I'll prepare something more exciting for you next time. Hmm."

So I became happy and asked in anticipation, “When?”

"I'll go back and study it. It shouldn't take long."

I said anxiously, "I just want pretty fireworks, not the kind that can blow up the ground and rocks."

"You really don't know how to appreciate it. That's the best explosion!" Deidara grumbled in dissatisfaction: "But, since you said so, there's nothing I can do. Let me think of a way. Hmm."

On the third day, I looked at the two yukatas in front of me, hesitated for a moment, and finally changed into the dark blue yukata with butterfly pattern.

Standing in front of the mirror, I touched the collar of my clothes, thinking that no one else would know about Sasuke and I's memory of the blue lily pattern yukata, but Uchiha Madara sent me a yukata that is so similar...

Is it because the Uchiha aesthetics are really similar?

Because of the previous experience with Deidara, I didn't have any expectations that Uchiha Madara would wear a yukata. As a result, when I walked to a small path some distance away from the fireworks display, I saw a man wearing a familiar orange swirl mask, leaning against a tree, as if waiting for someone.

I walked over slowly and stared at him, unsure if it was Uchiha Madara who was waiting for me.

Because he was wearing a black bathrobe.

Would Uchiha Madara wear a yukata?

If it's black, it doesn't seem strange...but will he wear a yukata? ?

I walked closer and saw that he didn't respond. I hesitated and thought that maybe this person didn't know me, but just as I was about to pass by him, he spoke: "Hello."

It was Uchiha Madara's voice.

I immediately stopped and said, "If it's you, you should have spoken earlier."

"Do I need to speak when I'm standing here so obviously?"

"I've never seen you in a yukata - I never thought you'd wear one! If it weren't for the mask, I wouldn't have recognized you."

"..."

"Can't you take off your mask and let me see what you look like? Otherwise, anyone wearing this mask can pretend to be you."

"Don't take the opportunity to get information."

"Is your appearance also a secret? Your face has been carved into a statue and has been placed in the Valley of the End for a long time."

Uchiha Madara raised his hand to hold the mask more steadily: "My face is already full of wrinkles."

"Are you afraid of scaring me?"

"People who keep chasing after you are annoying."

Seeing that he had no loopholes, I had no choice but to quit while I was ahead. I casually put aside the brief confrontation, turned around in front of him, and smiled, "Does this yukata look good on me?"

Uchiha Madara looked at me for a long time and nodded: "Yeah."

"Then let's go."

We walked side by side towards the celebration venue. On the way, I said, "In order for us to get along harmoniously, would you please tell me in advance what I'd better not ask?"

"Don't ask me what I look like. Don't ask me about my past."

"…Then what else can I ask you?"

"That's your business."

"Then let me ask, why did you agree to come with me to watch the fireworks display?"

"Oh, mainly I wanted to laugh at your so-called plan to change the ninja world. The Hidden Mist Village seems to be struggling right now?"

"Yeah." I sighed, but didn't try to hide it: "It's not easy to do something."

"Do you still think that's the right path?"

"Yes. I think it's normal to have a hard time. The world is not a piece of plasticine that can be kneaded at will. If the world could be changed easily, it would have been changed again and again. It is precisely because destruction is always easier than construction that there are many incompetent people who only want to avoid difficulties and destroy them."

Uchiha Madara sneered, "You seem to have something else in your words."

"Are you too sensitive? I'm just speaking my mind."

Although Uchiha Madara sometimes seems to be easy to talk to, but sometimes I feel that we can't chat together. Maybe we can coexist peacefully after a few words, but this time we have to stay together for so long...

Will it really not end up in a fight like last time?

Fortunately, Uchiha Madara reopened the topic: "I have something to ask you."

I imitated his attitude and said, "I'll decide whether to answer or not depending on the situation."

"Heh," Uchiha Madara sneered, "Why do you seem to care so much about Uchiha Obito's affairs?"

"Do you care that I care about Uchiha Obito?"

"Don't beat around the bush with me."

"Why should I answer you when you ask me, but you won't tell me when I ask you?"

"What do you want to ask me?"

I looked at his mask: "Uchiha Obito..."

"Why do you always ask him?"

"I haven't finished asking yet! At least I should finish one question before you ask another."

"……you say."

"Does Uchiha Obito like tempura?"

Uchiha Madara was silent for a moment, "How would I know?"

I said dissatisfiedly: "You don't even pay attention to your own descendants!"

"He is not worth my attention."

"That's not the case!" I glared at him. "You told me not to ask about your appearance and past, so I'm telling you, you'd better respect Obito! He's a hero! He's a very powerful and amazing person!"

"..."

But then again, if Uchiha Madara paid attention to Obito and was willing to take action, how could Obito die in the battle?

"Well, since you said you don't know, I guess you've answered it." I was a little disappointed. "You asked me why I care about him. How should I put it... Don't I have the Sharingan? But from the beginning, I had no parents and no memories. Kakashi-sensei said that I looked a lot like his former teammate Nohara Rin. Then, I learned about Uchiha Obito... That was the first Uchiha I came into contact with. Maybe that's why I feel close to them."

Uchiha Madara suddenly said: "How disgusting."

I paused for a moment: "Kakashi... said something similar."

"he?"

"Although he didn't say it explicitly, I could see the look in his eyes. He looked at me with patience. I think he must have been thinking in his heart - how disgusting, so similar to his deceased companion, and with the same eyes as another close friend, how disgusting."

"..."

"The reason why you find me disgusting is probably different from Kakashi's, but I can probably guess... After all, you are the ancestor of the Uchiha clan. Knowing that the blood of your descendants is being toyed with like this, of course you will feel angry."

Without waiting for him to speak, I continued, "Yes, that's right, I was not born naturally. I came from an experiment. I was not born into the Uchiha clan, so I never thought that I could use the surname 'Uchiha'."

Uchiha Madara said calmly: "I can guess it."

"However, for me... maybe it's because I still have Uchiha blood flowing in my body, I always have an inexplicable sense of closeness to you."

"..."

"Although I know you are dangerous and may be planning some conspiracy and have committed serious crimes against the Hidden Mist Village, sometimes I feel as if I can understand the pain and anger in your heart... I don't know what you have been through. Maybe... you have experienced despair that I don't understand and can't imagine, so that you have no feelings about the demise of the Uchiha clan."

Uchiha Madara put his hands in his sleeves, walked beside me, and listened silently.

I stared at his profile. "When I think of this, sometimes I feel sad just by looking at you. But maybe this is just my wishful thinking. Maybe you are just ambitious and cold by nature."

"...I'm not saying you're disgusting. I'm saying...Konoha, the one who created you, and Kakashi, who condoned Konoha's behavior, are disgusting."

This time it was my turn to be confused: "Huh?"

"The only one who possesses both Uchiha and Nohara Rin's genes is Konoha. The Konoha high-level officials have never given up their desire for the Sharingan, and they have also been studying the tailed beasts... Nohara Rin was probably chosen by them because she was once chosen as the Three-Tails Jinchuriki."

I was stunned: "Was Nohara Rin once the Three-Tails Jinchuriki? But the Three-Tails is not from the Hidden Mist Village--"

Uchiha Madara did not explain the relationship between Nohara Rin and the Hidden Mist Village: "Not everyone can become a Jinchūriki. There are too many failures in each village, but Nohara Rin...did not die because of the implantation of the Three-Tails. In the end, if it weren't for... maybe she could really survive as the Three-Tails Jinchūriki. This gene is very precious."

"You seem to admire Nohara Rin more than Uchiha Obito? Then during the Third Shinobi World War, did you just stand by and watch? Why couldn't you just move a finger and save her?"

"...Shut up!" Uchiha Madara shouted at me. "Konoha created you in such a way that blasphemes the dead. There is no way Kakashi knew nothing about it, but he became your teacher, and then watched Konoha abandon you and did nothing about it - what a disgusting man!"

"..."

I suddenly found it a little funny.

Kakashi thinks I am a product of the Hidden Mist Village, while Uchiha Madara thinks I am a product of the Konoha Village.

But... Orochimaru is indeed on Konoha's side, right?

"Have you checked in Konoha?"

"There can't be any other possibility. I don't want to verify an answer I hate."

"Is this what the book says, 'Don't ask questions you don't want to know the answer to'?"

Uchiha Madara said noncommittally: "Sometimes, I also think you are a bit disgusting."

I didn’t expect him to like me much: “Oh.”

"but……"

"but?"

"I want to see your future."

I smiled brightly at him: "I also want to know what my future will be like. Don't worry, I will definitely do my best!"

Looking at my smile, he remained silent.

I smiled and said, "Although you sometimes find me disgusting, you actually have a little bit of affection for me, right?"

"..."

"You could have killed me straight away, but you not only saved me from the Three-Tails, but you also saved me from the Root of Konoha, took me to get a beauty treatment, and gave me a yukata - how could anyone be curious about the future of someone they have no interest in?"

"…Really? Who knows. Maybe I just want to see your dreams shattered, and tell me in despair that you are too naive and everything you are doing now is meaningless. Maybe I just want to see you cry in despair."

We had already walked into the festive market, but we were so busy talking and chatting along the way that we didn't even look at the street stalls.

"Uchiha Madara..."

"what?"

"At least during this fireworks display, how about you temporarily let down your guard? I won't seek your intelligence, and you don't target me. Just keep that little bit of closeness... After all, we can be considered... relatives who are a little bit related by blood, right?"

"..."

I pulled his sleeve and pointed to the vendor not far away: "Just because I have a little bit of your descendant Uchiha Obito's blood, can you buy me a portion of octopus balls? I forgot to bring my wallet when I went out today."

I have been wearing that yellow yukata for the past two days, and my wallet has been hanging on the belt of the yukata.

I changed into this yukata today, but forgot to bring my wallet with me!

I earnestly said: "I will pay you back!"

Uchiha Madara looked up at the Octopus Dumpling in front of him and was silent for a while.

Just when I thought he would refuse, he suddenly asked, "What do you mean when you said you have the blood of Uchiha Obito?"

"Ah? Don't you know that I was created using Uchiha Obito's genes and Lin's genes?"

"..."

"...You just said it yourself..." I suddenly remembered that he just said "Uchiha and Lin's genes", "Oh, you don't know which Uchiha my paternal genes are from?"

"..."

I was a little curious: "Which Uchiha and Lin's child did you guess I was?"

"From Uchiha Kagami to Uchiha Fugaku to Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi... I guessed them all."

"Thank you for not second guessing Sasuke."

"Because!! They are all geniuses in the Uchiha clan!" Uchiha Madara suddenly became excited, "Uchiha Obito - the last one? Why was his genes chosen?!"

I took a deep breath, a little annoyed: "You know he is my biological father, can you please stop belittling him in front of me so confidently?!"